The Kings Captive
And after a moment, she did, her eyes fixed shyly on Astrid.
"Hi," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "My name is Dorris."
Astrid looked up at her, a hint of interest in her eyes. "I'm Astrid," she said, her voice a little stronger now.
Dorris smiled, and the two of them started talking, exchanging stories and laughter. I watched them, feeling a sense of hope. Maybe, just maybe, Astrid had found a new friend.
As they talked, I learned that Dorris was a kind and gentle soul, with a love of animals and the outdoors. She had a pet rabbit named Fluffy, and she spent hours playing with him in the forest.
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